Actually I did take the time to check out, and you are correct. It can happen. I was wrong. I even found out some especially interesting things when I went back to my friend to ask him to explain why he said it couldn’t. You might have heard this from me a while back had your grace permitted me to post on the subject. It’s kind of silly to be pissed at me for not admitting a mistake when you forbade me to speak on the topic, you know.
I even should have been more sensitive. But that wasn’t deliberate.
Those two admissions in no way whatsoever justify your behavior, which I found and continue to find wholly contemptible.
So yes, I made a foolish mistake. Two in fact. If I could go back I wouldn’t make them again, and had you been civil you’d have gotten a quick and sincere apology, because I do regret any mistake I make, and I am sorry to have hurt you.
I, frankly, have recently been kind of impressed with Scylla’s newfound equanimity, since our first go-arounds were much of the same nature as this one with Stoid, and I’d come to think of him as an entirely unreasonable, impenetrable boob. Then he finally got laid or something and apologized for his unreasonable impenetrability in a thread that he started and that subsequently caved in on his pointy little head. Now I see he’s back to his former glory. Go Scylla!
Oh, by the way, Scylla, the same thing that happened to Stoid happened to my mother, when she went in for a tubal ligation. She was drugged enough to be completely paralyzed and unable to make a sound, bu she was awake enough to hear the doctors debating whether they should “clean her out,” i.e. give her a complete hysterectomy, while they were in there. They didn’t, but they did discuss it with her (albeit a little less crudely) after the surgery. Ample proof, if you ask me, that she did not “dream” it, as your self-serving, pompous, unsympathetic doctor friend has convinced himself (and, a bit too easily, you).
Hey, I never said you were a deliberate jerk. I just noticed a tendency in some threads (those political ones come to mind) for you to fall back on personal attacks.
You are not the only one, but this thread is about you. It is a danger that many people highly opinionated people fall into. Except for me. I’m perfect in every way, dontcha know.
I am saddened to see two posters I really like and admire, Stoid and Scylla involved in something so petty and preventable as this situation.
Hey, it’s just too damn easy having this happen! Emotive topics spill over into overly-emotive e-mails (hey, Stoid, you weren’t threatening or abusive, okay? Just “all het up” over the situation. Bloody bastards in hospital telling you it was all in your head, and then Scylla stating his friend was right – of course you went Vesuvius. Who the hell wouldn’t?) That’s the problem with this age of ours – too easy to send the quick reply while the head’s hot and your fingers are itching to communicate your ire.
The e-mail wasn’t “threatening” or one of “hate”. Just written by someone mad as hell.
Scylla has said in this thread that “probably” his friend was wrong. The weight of evidence is on your side, Stoid. I’d say you’ve won that battle. I’d say that Scylla has found out a bit more knowledge now, as have we all, thanks to your original thread.
The lesson for everyone here, and it has been said by mods and admins before, is one the golden rules of SDMB: Think Before You Submit.
Or trying tipping a bucket of ice water over your heads.
I’m kind of surprised when I find this. It happens more often than I realized too.
I understand being passionate about an issue. I think heated debate and hearty argument are a wonderful thing. Hurrah for freedom of speech. What I do NOT understand is this childish exchange that ends up looking like a rumor mill strong enough to grind diamonds.
Let’s say, just for the sake of argument that Scylla is an ass. (Consequently, I don’t really believe that to be true, but his skin seems to be tough enough to be used in this example.) Okay. He’s an ass. He can’t admit he’s wrong. What is there to be gained by explaining this to him? Why do you care if he REALIZES he’s an ass?
I work with asses every day. When their attitudes and opinions don’t match mine I shrug my shoulders and say to myself, “Self, he’s an ass.” It’s certainly not always easy to do so when there are hurtful issues at hand. But people manage this behavior every day.
In fact, I managed to have an exchange about an emotionally charged (for me anyway) topic without resorting to dragging other people into the disagreement and sending ranting personal e-mails. (It actually would not have occurred to me to invade someone’s private e-mail address without firs acquiring public permission. Is that common?)
#1. When a person’s opinion on one topic doesn’t match yours, that does not mean the entire PERSON is useless, just that their opinion blows.
#2. If the entire person is useless, well…there are other people do deal with.
I’m still wondering if there’s some way to settle this with dodgeball.
Umm, lissener, not to detract from the severity of the subject matter of this thread but what in holy heck is going on with your sig line? I’ve been staring at it for about 10 minutes and I can’t make sense of it.
Ooops, gotta take the points back for misrepresentation! At no point now or in the past were you forbidden to * admit you were wrong * or even * speak* on the topic. ** Only ** that you stop telling me I was imagining things. And you were doing so well! (Oddly enough, this is what you were accusing me of in the fat thread: words in my mouth, deliberate misconstruing, etc.)
Regained a point!
Hmm. You were insensitive and wrong, and ignored all signs that you were being insensitive and wrong, so I got pissed and told you so. Then a couple months later you make truly nasty assertions about me publicly based on the incident, and I explain the whole damn thing publicly to defend myself against the assertions. And I’m being contemptible how again? Sorry, just don’t see it. A little whiny, maybe.
I might have bought it were it not for the previous. Too bad, too. It was almost nice.
And honestly, Scylla, the bottom line here is that on any given day, you have been shittier and meaner to me and many others, with far less cause, for you to be sitting so very high on that horse. Really.
Thank you so much, Ice Wolf! I hardly ever hear that any more… I used to, before The Election That Wouldn’t Die. Now, even when people agree with me they feel the need to apologize for it to everybody else, or give me a little kick in the shins as they pass. Hell, a couple have even done it in this thread! I’m touched, really. <sniff>.
And thanks for the rest, as well.
Sorry I wasn’t able to live up to your better expectations of me.
So he can say whatever he likes, so long as he doesn’t disagree with you?
Which is more than can be said for you. You haven’t even been almost nice.
I’ll admit that it wasn’t exactly a full-fledged apology, but it’s still more effort than you’ve shown. The lemon’s in your cart now, please don’t ignore it.
Am I supposed to be apologizing for something? If so, I do not see what it is and I will have to have it pointed out to me.
If by chance you mean that I am supposed to *thank * Scylla for being so “gracious” as to call me ** contemptible ** , I think I’ll have to just come up short on that one and live with my inadequacies. :rolleyes:
Do you trade in any other currency besides righteous wrath?
It’s a shame, because when you’re not being an ass you have lots of interesting things to say.
I’m sorry for your mother.
I never did say what I found out about it when I went back to my friend, and the fact that you’d indict him, sight unseen, knowing next to nothing about the circumstances of our discussion speaks volumes about your failings.
I didn’t continue on the subject because I was told by what seemed like a crazed and disturbed lunatic that “I had better not fucking dare.”
I was still interested in the subject, so I found out. I saw nothing to be gained by revisiting the subject with Stoid though.
I decided to walk away, and did until she attacked again. I refuse to tolerate that kind of email. My wife and I were horrified, and there can be no excuse for it. I was factually incorrect and could have been more sensitive. Big fucking deal. You DO NOT DO THAT.
You don’t know my Doctor friend. You don’t know his commitment and integrity and skill. Nor do you know what he did for the two most important people in my life, and how he came through when it mattered. You would do well to ask a question or two before you launch into one of you self-righteous diatribes. It’s possible I might have something you’d be interested in hearing on the subject.
I may not be as sensitive as I should. I don’t make excuses. I seek to improve myself. And I do. You it seems, remain pretty much the same as when I first met you. I look past the arrogant, nasty, and self-righteous twit that you can sometimes be, and am not ungrateful for the way you (and the ever laudable (in my eyes,) Esprix have served to broaden my horizons.
Where’ve you been, I missed ya
And since I tore into you in that last post, I had best also mention that when you’re not in self-righteous mode, you’re a pretty admirable guy; kind, considerate, patient, knowledgeable, and full of insight that I have never had the benefit of being exposed to, and which I value highly when I am.
I wish you’d choose one or the other (preferrably the latter,) and stick to it.
Stoid, here is why I admire thee: You spark with the fires of righteousness. You believe fondly in those causes and issues dearest to you. You are a smart writer, a clever thinker, and a decent person.
Lady, you ain’t let me down yet, and I doubt you ever will. You just lost that famous Stoid debating cool, is all. Happens to everyone. But you could offer an apology to Mr and Mrs Scylla, because it doesn’t matter the reasons for the e-mail, it doesn’t matter what it actually said – it upset those two people. Enough that Scylla said some ugly things about you, and here we are in this thread.
It’s called peace, Stoid. Not defeat. As I’ve said, you’ve won, lady! You’ve won! But now everyone’s got to heal the wounds of war.
Hey, by all means, send me an e-mail sometime. Even if you want to call me a sticky-beak busybody. Heh, I have a thick skin. Rant at me – I’d just e-mail you back a hug.
